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It's not often that Sakusa feels alone, but when he does, it hit him hard. Thankfully for him, you are there to help him out whenever it happens
[Part 2]
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Sakusa is looking at his phone, his messages to be exact.
โWe just won the preliminars, weโre going to the Nationalsโ reads the message. He sent it about 10 minutes ago. It wasnโt even opened.
โThey don't careโ he thought. He was alone; his parents couldnโt even bother to congratulate him over text for something he was proud of; his brothers think volleyball itโs stupid; plus, Komori was recovering from a minor injury, so he wasnโt here either. He was alone, nobody was there to celebrate with himโฆ
โKiyoomii!โย he hears from behind him, a familiar voice calling his name.
You met Kiyoomi last year, in your first year of Itachiyama. You, for some reason that he didnโt understand, decided to become his friend after your first day, when he was sitting on the gym floor. He remembers that you were lost, and you found your way into the gym. He helped you, of course he did, and since then he couldnโt get rid of you even if he tried, not that he wanted anyway.
โYou were soo good today!โ you exclaim as you get close to him, big smile on. He looks at you with slight confusion, why were you still here?
โYour color match is terribleโ he says instead, looking at your outfit. The red pants with white letters from your new school match with the bright yellow-green jacket.
โDonโt judge me or my clothesโ you hit him slightly
โWhat are you doing here? Nekoma match was over a long time agoโ he says in an attempt to forget his previous thoughts
โIโm here to support you silly. Iโm always going to be here for youโ you tell him like it was the most obvious thing ever.
He looks at you with wide eyes, suddenly feeling an emotion that he doesnโt remember feeling before. But you were an expert when it comes to bringing emotions he thought he never had. Like when you told him that you had to move to another city in Tokyo, and therefore, change schools, making him feel an emptiness in his chest. Like the amount of rage he felt when you told him about the constant teasing you suffered with your old classmates just because you werenโt rich like the rest, rage that turn into feeling useless for not being able to protect you. Or when you told him in one of your many calls how happy you were at your new school and how much fun you were having being the manager of the Nekoma High Volleyball team, when you made him feel sick of his stomach by the mere thought of you replacing him.
And like now, when you made his eyes watery by just saying something so simple.
โOmi? Are you ok? Did I say something wrong?โ you ask before he pulls you into his chest, hiding his face in the crock of your neck.
โThank youโ he simply states, but he knows that you understand exactly what he means. You always knew.
โOf course. Iโm so proud of you, Omiโ you told him caressing the back of his head, which just made him tight his arms around you even more to contain his sniffles.
He completely forgot about every one of his thoughts, the screams of his school suddenly disappeared, he ignored every muffled comment saying how surprising it was that someone like him was showing emotions; because he wasnโt alone, he was with you, the safe place that he didnโt knew he needed.
โBetter now, you cry-baby?โ you say teasingly, earning a chuckle and a playful pinch in your waist โwanna go and eat dinner? I can go with your teamโฆor you can come with mine, Iโm sure they would love to meet youโ
โWhat about my place? I can ask the chef to cook us your favoriteโ he asks with his normal self back on track, not quite sure why he feels happy that you want him to meet the team that you hold so dear to your heart.
โOh yeah, I forgot that Mr. I-have-people-that-work-for-me doesnโt like the food of the peasantsโ you joked, this time receiving a small flick on your forehead
โIf you donโt come youโre not eating pasta ever againโ he says chuckling again as you protests about how mean he is with the smile that he grew to love โmake sure to schedule a practice with your school before Nationals, they will be a good challengeโ
โEh? The great Nยฐ1 ace of all Japan wants to train with a normal high school instead of the university clubs?โ you ask with full sarcasm, making him roll his eyes before starting to walk towards the exit.
โIโm kidding, Iโm kidding, of course I will. I canโt wait for you to meet themโ you say holding his arm, making an bunch of fireworks explode on his stomach.
You made him feel so complete ever since you enter into his life, so itโs only logical to take the next step. Hopefully he can present himself as your boyfriend when he meets your team next time.
